He Wei was extremely disgusted with him, but for the sake of her revenge on He Miao in the future, she could only hold back her emotions for the time being. She used the seductiveness she used to hate the most and gently held the man's arm. President Ren, how could I forget you? I was just looking for you.
"Is that so?" Ren Zhong lifted her thin chin with his finger delightedly. He could not help but want to lower his head and kiss her. However, he still cared about his image. He raised his eyes and slowly looked away, sweeping his gaze in the direction He Wei had been looking at.
The moment he looked over, He Wei's hands nervously clenched into fists.
As expected, the moment Ren Zhong saw Jing Yan, his originally smiling face instantly turned angry. He retracted his gaze and glared at He Wei. He was so jealous that he wanted to dig out her eyes so that she could only remember his face in the future.
